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“Let go of me!” Summer protests, trying to pull away from my grip. But I hold her tight; my breathing labored from the adrenaline coursing through my veins.
“Summer,” I whisper harshly, my voice cracking under the weight of my emotions. “You have no idea how much I need you. How much I want you.”
“Please, Ciarán,” she sobs, her body shaking beneath my grip. “Just let me go.”
“Never,” I reply, my voice low and dangerous. “You’re mine, and I won’t let anyone else have you.”
As we stand there, locked in an embrace that is equal parts desire and desperation, I can feel her trembling against me. Her fear is intoxicating, and it only serves to fuel the fire that burns.
“Say it, Summer,” I demand, my voice deep and menacing. “Tell me who you belong to.”
Her eyes widen as she looks at me in terror, but there’s a flicker of defiance that flashes through them. She tries to turn away, but I grip her chin tightly, forcing her to face me.
“Say it,” I repeat, my fingers digging into her chin painfully.
She winces but doesn’t break eye contact.
When she doesn’t answer me, it infuriates me. She gasps as I turn her and push her face first into the wall, my hands gripping her hips tightly. As I lift her dress, I see her trembling, but I can’t stop myself. The need for control, for ownership over her, is too strong. I’m too far gone.
“Remember this, Summer,” I growl in her ear, my breath hot and heavy against her skin. “You’re mine, and no one else can touch you like this.”
My fingers slide beneath her panties, teasing her before pushing in roughly. Her breath hitches, and she lets out a muffled whimper. I pump my fingers in and out of her, relishing how tight she is.
“Please... Ciarán...” she begs, her voice desperate and full of pain. But I don’t relent. Instead, I yank her panties down and pull my cock out, not giving her any time to prepare.
“Quiet, Tinks,” I murmur, thrusting deep into her without warning, my hand going over her mouth.
Her whimpers are muffled against my palm, tears streaming down her face.
As I pound into her, I can feel the power dynamic between us solidify. The danger of being involved with me is becoming increasingly clear, but I can’t stop. Something primal continues to drive me forward, pushing us both further into the darkness.
“Cry those tears, Tinks. I want you to sob while my dick is inside you.”
Summer struggles in my grip, but I tighten my hold on her.
“Remember now. You belong to me.”
As her tears fall, I don’t slow down. If anything, it only spurs the darkness inside me on. I fuck her hard, fast, knowing she’s too scared to stop me. She’s mine, and I need her to understand that.
“Shh, quiet now,” I growl, my breath hot on her neck. With every thrust, her soft whimpers grow louder, but I want her to feel my claim, to know I’m the one in control.
With the knife still clutched in my hand, I hold her still, my dick buried deep inside her pussy, as I tear her dress open from behind. The sound of the fabric ripping sends a shiver down my spine, but it’s not enough.
“Let’s make this permanent, shall we?” I ask, pressing the tip of the blade against her skin just below her neck. She doesn’t answer, but I can feel her trembling beneath my touch.
Slowly, deliberately, I carve my name down her spine. It’s a cruel and possessive act, but she needs to know she can’t escape me. Not now, not ever. As I gouge thefadaover the second ‘a’, I smile. She’s mine, and I need everyone to know it. Blood trickles down her spine, mixing with the sweat that coats our bodies.
“Look at you,” I whisper, thrusting a final time before releasing myself inside her. “Wearing my name like the badge of honor it is. We match now, baby.”
She sobs, and pushing her head to the side, I lean forward to lick her tears away, tasting the salt on my tongue.
“Your tears, Tinks. They taste of victory,” I murmur, pulling out of her and stepping back to put my dick away.
The dim glow of the summer night filters through the curtains, casting eerie shadows on the walls. I can hear Summer’s ragged breaths, each one a sharp reminder of my brutality. Her body trembles against the cold wall, her once pristine skin marred by my cruelty. The air hangs heavy with sweat and fear, and I feel the suffocating weight of my guilt.
“Get out,” she chokes out, “Get the fuck out of my house!”
Turning to her side, she slides down the wall, pulling her legs up and wrapping her arms around herself.
